Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

Thirty minutes later.

On a tall building in the Second Middle School.

Two figures.

They were all carrying a sniper rifle.

Zhao Wentian, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, gazed at a wall.

Set up the gun and adjust the scope.

He took a deep breath and exhaled, then said.

"Brother Leng Xuan, are you done yet?"

"Wait a little longer, and I'll find you the best and clearest position."

Leng Xuan said expressionlessly.

In reality, he was very excited.

This was the first time someone had stood with him at a distance.

"Alright!" Leng Xuan stood up and patted Zhao Wentian on the shoulder. "Smoke less, girls don't like it."

Zhao Wentian stood in front of the parapet.

Through the scope, his vision focused on the four people by the wall.

In the sunlight, Hongying wore a white short-sleeved shirt with a red and white striped school uniform over it, the zipper open, her hair in a high ponytail, and a black box on her back.

However, what is most striking about her is her pair of... which makes Hongying look youthful and spirited.

Si Xiaonan, standing next to Hongying, looked completely different. She wore a cartoon-themed long-sleeved shirt, her school uniform wrapped around her waist like a skirt, and her long, jet-black hair was tied into a bun.

She looks like a shy, beautiful young woman.

As for Lin Qiye, Zhao Wentian didn't pay much attention to him either.

"Brother Leng Xuan, it's so big."

"What's so big?" Leng Xuan's scope was fixed on Si Xiaonan.

Actually, Zhao Wentian didn't need a scope...

However, Leng Xuan had set it to the maximum value for him, and he felt he couldn't let Leng Xuan's good intentions go to waste.

"Brother Leng Xuan, let me ask you a question: do you prefer big breasts or small breasts?"

Leng Xuan was stunned, but he still thought about it seriously, "A smaller size is fine..."

"What did you just say, 'So big'?" Leng Xuan's lips curled up slightly.

“I said, Hongying is so big.” Zhao Wentian took a deep drag on his cigarette. “Why does she like white so much?”

“Everyone on our team is pretty good.” Leng Xuan smiled slightly, then suddenly added, “Xiao Nan is quite good.”

Standing by the wall, Lin Qiye placed his hand on his headset, his face pale.

Seeing the expressions on Hongying and Si Xiaonan's faces, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhao Wentian, you idiot!"

Lin Qiye finally couldn't hold back and cursed.

"That's pretty idiotic," Wen Qimo's voice rang out.

"Zhao Wentian, you just wait and see!!"

Xiao Nan and Hong Ying cursed almost simultaneously.

Zhao Wentian was taken aback. "Damn it, I forgot to turn off my headset."

Leng Xuan smiled slightly, "I forgot to tell you..."

after an hour.

"Wentian, report on the situation on your end."

Chen Muye's voice came through the headset.

Zhao Wentian straightened his expression and said, "Everywhere I look, there are demons."

"Tell me more about it."

"The students left the playground. I counted, and at least sixty teachers and students have turned into monsters."

There was silence on the other end of the headset.

"Seven Nights, how about you over there?"

"That's right. Among the three grades, there are relatively few students in the first and third years of high school, with only ten students in total."

The situation in the second year of high school is terrible; there are 36 people infected, and one class even has more than one class infected.

This only includes the number of students; there are also nearly twenty teachers and administrators.

Therefore, I speculate that at least sixty students in the entire school have turned into monsters.

The headset fell silent once again.

At this moment, a few kilometers away from No. 2 Middle School, in a rented house.

Chen Muye raised his knife and stepped over the mangled flesh and blood scattered on the ground. Beside him was Wu Xiangnan, whose face was grave.

"The situation is more serious than we imagined."

"Therefore, we cannot go to provide reinforcements. Only Wentian and Qiye in our team can identify the target, so No. 2 Middle School will have to rely on you."

"Captain, I'm about to make my move." At this moment, Zhao Wentian interjected, his gun aimed at the students on the playground.

In his view, the face of the Nantuo snake demon was like a wall, and he could easily kill it with a single shot.

“But this would cause chaos and expose our existence and that of the mythical creature,” Lin Qiye said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, we have the forbidden item [Dream Whispers], which can erase parts of a person's memories."

Also, Leng Xuan, you will temporarily take over as the Watcher. Immediately activate the [Boundless Void]. From now on, No. 2 Middle School will become an isolated island cut off from the world.

Zhao Wentian glanced at Leng Xuan beside him and nodded slightly.

"Captain, let's begin, my gun is fast!"

Chen Muye walked to the window, gazed in the direction of No. 2 Middle School, and calmly spoke:

"Wentian, Qiye, you don't need to hold back. This mythical creature is very troublesome. Find its true form and kill it."

This time... you can go all out!!

Lin Qiye, on the other end of the headset, nodded emphatically.

"Brother Leng Xuan, after I kill these little demons, you can aim your scope at me."

Zhao Wentian, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, removed his scope.

He had one foot on the parapet.

Turning to look at Leng Xuan, who was taking out a notice board, she said, "I'm done."

Standing next to Chen Muye, Wu Xiangnan frowned and said:

"Isn't it too much for them to get into such a big mess on their first mission?"

“Xiangnan, these two kids are different from us.” Chen Muyi took a puff of his cigarette and shook his head slightly. “Wentian is just like Lao Zhao, bold and meticulous, with unlimited potential.”

And what about Qiye? He has potential, determination, and resilience. What we need to do is give them a clear path and a broad stage.

They will ascend to the clouds on their own!

........

Leng Xuan sat in a secluded corner, put down the notice board, and then cut his finger with the blade of a knife.

He reached out expressionlessly and drew a long line on the sign.

"How did Old Zhao do it before?"

Leng Xuan muttered something to himself and thought for a moment.

He clasped his hands together.

Press down.

"Forbidden Ruins, [Unrestrained Skyspace]."

One second, two seconds, three...

Ten seconds passed, and the sign did not react.

Leng Xuan's lips twitched. "Is there not enough blood?"

So he drew his dagger, made a cut on his left hand, and drew on the signboard.

"Forbidden Ruins, [Unrestrained Skyspace]."

There is still no response.

"Brother Leng Xuan, are you sure you can do it?"

Zhao Wentian threw away his cigarette butt and muttered curses.

"Old Zhao, wait a little longer..."

Leng Xuan patted the surface of the notice board with some impatience. He suddenly paused and turned to look at Zhao Wentian's figure.

Then he whispered, "Okay, Lao Zhao, no problem."

After being tapped twice, the signboard trembled, and an invisible canvas unfolded, connecting with the other two.

"It's right this time."

Leng Xuan stood up with satisfaction and looked up at Zhao Wentian.

"Old Zhao, go for it with confidence!"

Zhao Wentian shifted slightly, raised his sniper rifle, slung it over his wrist, lit another cigarette, and cursed loudly.

"Screw your mystery!"